Day 4: The Energy Field

What a difference a decent night's sleep makes! Baltimore is anticipating a snowstorm of mythological proportions and the school where I work declared today a snow day last night. I was excited to attend the usually not-an-option 9:30 class.  Lots of room, seeing an old book club friend, and the determination to dismiss the blabbermouth ego with "just thinking," all led to a much more joyful practice for me.

Lynne was our teacher this morning. She read a passage during Savasana from another BYH student's blog, who is at the championship in Los Angeles, and it was beautiful and inspiring. The other really terrific thing that happened was that during the locust series savasanas she reminded us to keep our gaze and, and thus our energy, close to us. I had this immediate image in my head of wild yogic energy bouncing around the room like a group of unruly toddlers, bumping into the mirrors, and swirling dizzyingly all around us. Right after that was an image of each of us with a tight energy field emanating from our bodies, touching where they met the people next to us, and then humming upward to create one glorious glow.

Nothing like grace in a 109-degree room!